...deal of joy : " I sleep," saith the spouse, " but my heart waketh ; it is the voice of my well-beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled." When God comes and woos us, and desires to communicate himself unto us, and desires us to put off our...

...IJleep but my Heart waketb, faying, open to me my Sifter, my Love, my Dovc t my Undefiled, for my Hand is filled with Dew, and my Locks with the Drops of the Night, ver. 3. I have put off my Coat, hovvJball I put it on ? / have wa/hed my Feet, how Jball I defile them...

...wounded me : the keepers of I am come into my garden : my fifter, my fpoufe 1 Open to me, my fifter, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled...with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door : and my bowels were moved in me. th* the walls...

...v.'ine, and the fmcti of thine ointments than all fpices ! chap. iv. 10. and it is faid by the Spoufe, my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night, chap. v. 2. See alio ver, 5. F г Where'er the genial Panacea falls, Health crowns the ftate, and fafety...

...therefore from whence thou art fallen, ' and repent, and do the firft works.' Cant. v. 2. 3. ' I Ueep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my ' beloved that knocketh, faying, Open to me, my ' fifter, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for ' my head is filled with dew,...

...Neverthelefs, I have fomewhat againft thee, becaufe thou haft left thy firft IOTC. Cant. r. 2. I fleep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, faying, Open to me, my fifter, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew, and...

...voice of my beloved tliat knockeih, faying. Open to me, my filter, my love, «ay doft, my uc^uied: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. ».. 3. I have put oil' my coat, how ihr.ll I pui u on ? I have v.nihed my fjet, how (hall I defile...

...voice of my beloved that " knocketh, faying, .open to me, my fifter, my love, my dove^ " my undefined: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks *' with the drops of the night." One would think that Chrift taight have opened the heart of his own fpoufe with lefs follictta,tion,...

...waketh : it is the voice of ту beloved that knocketh, faying, Opeo to me, my fiÄer, my love, myMcve, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the eight, v- 3. I have put off my coat, how ihall I put it on ? I have waih«<1 my feet, how fhall I defile...

...fleep, bat my heart waketh : h is the voice of my Beloved that knockcih, faying, Open to me, my filler, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew., and my leeks with the drops of the night. / ifa. alii. ii, 19. Hear, ye deaf, and look, ye blind, that ye...